Hyperomm - When Rising from the Bed of Death

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When rising from the bed of death
Overwhelmed with guilt and fear
I see my Maker face to face
O how shall I appear?
If yet, while pardon may be found
And mercy may be sought
My heart with inward horror shrinks
And trembles at the thought
When Thou, O Lord, shall stand disclosed
In majesty severe
And sit in judgment on my soul
O how shall I appear?
But Thou hast told the troubled mind
Who does her sins lament
The timely tribute of her tears
Shall endless woe prevent
Then see the sorrow of my heart
Ere yet it be too late
And hear my Savior’s dying groans
To give those sorrows weight
Poem by Joseph Addison